"Do you believe in happy endings?" He asked me. "There's no such thing as a happy ending," I replied.

It was an amazing love story; His name is River Phoenix. Her name is Grace Marin. Same age, same school. The significant two re-met in the most unlikely way: River was passed out in an alley behind a local bar. Grace saw the familiar face and thought he was left for dead, but turns out, he was drunk. River had drinking and drug issues, as much as he wanted to give that life up, the daily routine was something he couldn't get rid of. Grace was a troubled student; juggling her depression and struggling to keep up her grades, this life style was more than unexpected. Read on... (Deleted for some reason so I added it back) August 5, 2014 - September 3, 2015

"I know what we are and I know what we're not."

The feeling was infinite, timeless, magnificent. The pleasure unwilling to stop when time was definite. Her lips only left me unimaginably yearning, yearning for the touch again.